Captain Stottlemeyer: What a shame. Just a kid. At least he didn't hit anybody when he jumped.
Adrian Monk: Are we sure he jumped? "Tired of losing." Not much of a note.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Brevity, the soul of wit.
Adrian Monk: But he was a writer. Look at all these letters. No, there's something weird about this.
Captain Stottlemeyer: Monk, look around you. That note's probably the least weird thing in the whole apartment. This is the birthplace of weird.
Adrian Monk: But why today? This guy was a lottery nut. Isn't tomorrow night the big jackpot?
Captain Stottlemeyer: Yeah. Yeah, he probably knew he'd never win, which makes him a whole lot smarter than me.